@manslaying
“Okada Izou-san? My name is Okitegami Kyoko, it’s a pleasure.” She kept her fascination hidden under a layer of politeness. A woman who cannot hold a single memory of the day before can only muster the courage to face the actions from a past she will never be able to grasp. Remembering is a pleasure reserved for everyone but her and she must wander aimlessly, walking in the darkness. Plagued with uncertainty, she simply walks forward. Without fearing the fallback of not knowing where these steps may lead her, she prepares herself to confront the consequences of her choices. “I had to prove with my own eyes that you were the Okada Izou. It’s fantastic, no wonder the me of that day needed proof of that meeting.” While she will never be able to recall that night nor the city that was in presence of their first meeting, she was ready to let their first meeting begin anew.
“It seems you left a trace in my body that cannot be erased yet.”
“I am a detective so I am a little conflicted. What am I to do while bearing the mark of an assassin? I need your opinion on the matter, Okada-san.”